who new when falling there could be an addictive rush of adrenelaine.
the wish to be caught and held safely in anothers space.
what if there will never be a safety net, a fall back, a knight in shinning amour.
will this encourge you to grow wings and free yourself from gravity?
gravity, that reassuring entity that helps give reason to an ever changing world. it helps define up and down, sky and ground.
when i fall will i really need to land?